Soft ambient music rolled and flowed around the empty corridors and rooms of the neglected and abandoned school. Playing only to the memories captured in the very cells and fabric of the building, hypnotic subliminal messages repeating themselves to closed ears, the sorrowful sobbing of a young girl entwined within the notes from the keys of a piano. The girl could see her words as black as the ribbon in her hair, unspoken as they twisted and coiled through the abyss of her incarceration for all eternity. Her eyes watched as the two figures made their way into the building, if she had a heart it would be racing.